Everlasting Sword God - Chapter 609

[Chapter 609 Was it passed down by the master?]

This is really a pretty wink for the blind to see!

– Really blind!

King Luo Datian scolded inwardly, and Sergeant Heize was helpless, so he could only watch the white-haired old man send someone to invite Shen Zhenyi to talk.

Ordinary iron-blooded disciples have a rather cold attitude towards Shen Zhenyi.

After all, Shen Zhenyi didn’t make a move just now, and it was the four elders and their Myriad-Blood Profound Iron Formation who did their best. In the end, the monster escaped. Although it exploded behind Shen Zhenyi and died, it is not clear whether it was Shen Zhenyi who shot or not based on their cultivation realm.

Most of them subconsciously ignored Shen Zhenyi.

So no one took the initiative to entertain them for a long time.

At this time, the descendant of the master craftsman of the secret technique suddenly came to invite. Although those iron-blooded disciples could not be said to be arrogant, their attitudes changed drastically.

——Usually, the descendants of the master craftsmen are too lazy to say a word to their own disciples, let alone outsiders? The people who can get his invitation to meet are very remarkable people.

“He wants to see me?”

Shen Zhenyi turned her head, looked at the figure of the white-haired old man Lingding in the distance, and sighed lightly.

“Okay, it’s okay to see you.”

He waved his hand, “You three, come with me.”

Chu Huoluo and the other three should claim that they were, and walked with Shen Zhenyi to the successor of the secret art master. They didn’t have a chance to make a move just now, but they still admire the dedication and sacrifice of the iron-blooded people.

“Master, Third Young Master Shen is here!”

There are many iron-blooded disciples guarding around the descendant of the secret art master. Although he has no tiles to cover his body, it is still not easy to approach. The person who sent to find Shen Zhenyi came to report the news, and when he moved, his face showed excitement.

When Luo Datianwang saw it, he was surprised.

Shen Zhenyi was just a new elder, and although he had a high status, he was still far from the descendant of the master craftsman who mastered the lifeblood of Overlord City. Even if the Great Elder Ouyang Jue is here, he has to be respectful to this old man. Why does he have such a blue-eyed look to Shen Zhenyi?

“You all leave.”

The descendant of the master craftsman spoke softly. Although his voice was small, it was like an imperial decree to all the disciples, and a circle of several zhang and square circles suddenly spread out.

Sergeant Black Ze and King Luo Datian stood abruptly in the same place, neither staying nor walking, feeling embarrassed.

“You two, please go to rest first.”

The descendants of the master craftsmen are not polite to them, and they are directly commanding.

King Luo Datian was angry in his heart, glared at Shen Zhenyi, and walked away.

Sergeant Heisawa was not happy in his heart, but he was more shrewd, so he just slapped haha, and saluted the descendant of the master craftsman to retire.

The two of them each withdrew several dozen feet away, and turned around at the same time, wanting to see what the heir of the secret art master and Shen Zhenyi wanted to say.

-Unfortunately, it didn’t work out.

I saw the ground squirming, and a fine iron high wall formed a circle and slowly rose, actually isolating all the people on the outside!

What secrets does this master craftsman and Shen Zhenyi have to tell, and they have to be so solemn?

King Luo Datian was like a cat scratching in his heart, curious and jealous at the same time.

But he didn’t know that inside the high wall, once the secret art master’s successor separated the outside world, his face suddenly showed an overjoyed look, struggling to pull his body out of the mud, crawling to show respect to Shen Zhenyi.

“See you… son…”

His tone was so excited that he almost burst into tears.

“All right!”

Shen Zhenyi waved his hand and told him to stop: “You have worn out too much, and your life will not be long, why should you do this?”

Chu Huoluo was almost numb to this scene.

– Sure enough, Master, you know him again.

But it’s not right… Master said that the descendant of the master craftsman of the secret method can only live to be sixty years old at most. How to calculate, Master should not have the chance to meet him, what is going on?

She was suddenly confused.

The descendant of the master craftsman smiled bitterly: “The decayed body is only a skin, my essence and blood flow, and I can be reborn, but I never thought that I would be able to see the son again. I can thank you face to face, even if the original body is here, I am afraid I will also envy me. fortune.”

He looked solemn, not daring to be disrespectful at all.

Shen Zhenyi sighed: “This method of rebirth by turning thousands of blood essence into iron, I passed on your original body to be true, but this is not a good thing. You have suffered great pains and accumulated great merits for thousands of years, and I will also Respect to each other.”

What?

Chu Huoluo pricked up her ears, feeling that she heard something remarkable again.

Originally, she thought she would not be surprised no matter what Master did, but every time she was able to break through her imagination.

The blood of the blood is turned into iron, the city is cast, and the human race is preserved.

This is great and majestic, which made the three of them sigh with emotion for a while.

Now you tell me, the result is still passed down by the master?

Master, do you have the bottom line in your ability?

“It’s all passed down by the son.”

The successor of the master craftsman did not take any credit, and said happily: “I have been struggling for thousands of years, I thought the human race had fallen forever, and it would never be recovered, but I didn’t expect the son to come back to the world, does that mean that we hurt the world seven times, and still Is there any chance of life?”

He has worked hard for so many years and suffered so much, just because he wants the human race to survive, but the situation is deteriorating day by day, the beasts are growing day by day, the news of destruction is increasing day by day, and even blood and blood are turned into ashes, and they are no longer complete.

Even he, inevitably, began to lose hope.

Unexpectedly, in the quagmire and darkness of despair, I saw light again.

Shen Zhenyi patted him on the shoulder: “Since I’m here this time, I’ll be fine.”

When a person is about to die, his words are also good.

Shen Zhenyi rarely promises anyone, but to someone who is about to die—and someone who has died thousands of times, it is inevitable to be extra kind.

An expression of ecstasy appeared on the face of the master of the secret art.

He was rotten, but he had never been so happy.

“Then I’m willing to die.”

The descendant of the master craftsman laughed, waved his hand, and said, “Are these young masters your new disciples?”

He didn’t have pupils, but Chu Huoluo and the others could feel his gaze.

“It’s really enviable.”

The tone of the descendant of the master craftsman was sincere, “As long as you can travel with the young master, it is worth paying any price. It just so happened that today, the three of you will come forward.”

Chu Huoluo and the others were stunned, not knowing what he meant.

Shen Zhenyi understood, hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said, “Go up, he is kind.”

Chu Huoluo, Zi Ningjun, and Princess Long walked to the successor of the master craftsman of the secret technique. He raised his arms high, and shot a blue light from the center of his eyebrows. It turned around and fell down, like a star shower!

The three of them were bathed in the starry rain, and they only felt lazy, as if they were floating in warm water.

“Master!”

Outside the high wall, some people saw this scene, but they let out a loud voice of grief. Suddenly, a large number of iron-blooded disciples knelt down and kowtowed, crying and crying.